Based on some research from Daddy and visiting courthouses and cemeteries, and a note from Marylou Douglas (mentioned below), I pieced together this information on Granddaddy's brothers and sisters.
Thomas Hardy Ingram 1889 - 1986 - Matilda Fountain Anders 1890 - 1924
Johnnie Creed Ingram 1917-1990 - Mary Louise Huckabee 1919 - 1990
Charles
Ramon Ingram born 1909 – 1997 - Mary Margaret Matthews Ingram 1918 - 1991
Children - Charles Ramon Ingram, Jr. born 1940 - Cheryl Stresky Ingram
Jeffrey Ingram - wife Jennifer
Noah Ingram
Michael Ingram
Erik Ingram - wife Jacki
Children - Charles Ramon Ingram, Jr. born 1940 - Cheryl Stresky Ingram
Jeffrey Ingram - wife Jennifer
Noah Ingram
Michael Ingram
Erik Ingram - wife Jacki
Marylou Ingram (Conn) Douglas born 1942 -
First husband - William Chamberlain Conn – divorced and now deceased
Husband - Tracy Edward Douglas 1943 - 1992
William Chamberlain Conn, Jr. born 1965
Vicki Lynn Conn (Blackman) Ackerman born 1968 - Tyler Robert Blackman born 1992
George
DeForest Ingram born 1944 –
Laura Ellen Ingram born 1898
Lana Pearl Ingram Foster 1901 - (first name may have been Lena)
Mencye Foster
Bertha Renna Ingram 1902 – 1958
Willie Sampson Ingram 1904 - Ida
Willie May Ingram
Patsy Ingram
Mary Idell Ingram Bowman 1908 - Lindsay Bowman
Betty Bowman
Lindsey Bowman, Jr.
Wallace Bowman
Eunice Irene Ingram Bowman 1911 -
Lou Harlan Bowman
Jasper Talmidge (JT) – deceased
Minnie Viola Ingram (Mencye)
Della Ingram Gilbert -
Elizabeth Gilbert
James Gilbert
June Gilbert
Jerry Gilbert
Mag Ingram Dalton (just recently died at 104)
Ray Dalton
Beverly Dalton
Howard Dalton
James or John Dalton
Minnie Sue Dalton
Lena Sue Dalton
Lucy Dalton
Kathryn Dalton
Betty Lynn Dalton
Jack Ingram
CorneliaTwins that died within their first year or two
So, in 1986, Sandy and I decided to try and find Northview Primitive Baptist Church near Walnut Cove, NC. This is where Daddy's mother, Matilda Anders, was buried.
Daddy went to this church as a child. On our way to find it, we stopped at an old country store and spoke to the gentleman who ran it. His voice and intonation was an exact copy of Granddaddy. If I had closed my eyes, I would have thought he was speaking to me.
When we went in the church, the pews were worn from the members sitting so long on Sundays to hear the sermons. I remember Daddy telling me that they did not have Sunday school. Also, there were hymnals but no music - they just sang the psalms. Up by the pulpit, we found a well-worn Bible and a pitcher for water. We could imagine the preacher in the Spirit on Sunday.
Grandmother Anders' grave was in the cemetery behind the church. Across the street, there was a beautiful grove of trees with a creek running through it. I can imagine the congregation gathering here for picnics and baptisms in the creek.
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